"Sweetie, this is called a sense of mystery! Everyone does this!" Mrs. Li picked a red-faced Peking opera mask for her.
But Li Buyan stared longingly at the other beautiful masks in her hand — the Cat Demon, the Black Swan, the sexy dancing girl, the little bunny. So many beautiful ones, why give her this?
"I don't want it, it's too ugly!"
"Sweetie, this one suits you best..." Mrs. Li embraced the other masks, "My daughter is irresistibly charming, no matter what kind of mask, she can capture the hearts of many handsome guys!"
"So, do you want me to go naked?"
If you can't see the face, all they can look at is the body!
"You dare!"
In the end, Mrs. Li chose a mint-green long dress for her, with bell sleeves of chiffon; it looked quite beautiful.
Paired with a pair of high heels, it was very pretty.
"Perfect! With this mask, my daughter will definitely be the focus of the party!"
